Wednesday, December 5, 2012
Tuesday, December 4, 2012
Itz my sister’s birthday on 4th December
Dono why, I did acted quiet weird this time.
Never i had wished her before the way i did this year.
Some real good feeling of being a proud brother to my sweet sibling sister.
I was and am very happy that i called and wished my sister.
Somethings are better left unexplained…!!!
That moment i promised to myself that i will always be supporting her in all happiness and hardships of life…!!!
Sometimes it also thrills to be an emotional person to face the world courageously with added responsibility…!!!
HAPPY BIRTHDAY JOY
Monday, December 3, 2012
The Son-Flower
The Son-Flower Refuses Darkness
Keeps Petals Blocked, in Black-Blight
Its Stem and Leaves Won’t Fall
And Only Opens To The Light
It Reaches Toward The Son
It Faces Towards The Sky
And Follows Every Step
Of Son-Shine (or Gives A Good Try)
And When Its Fully Flowered
It’s A Beauty to Behold!
And So The Son-Light Gives It
The Rich Color of Son-Gold …
… To Reflect The Son’s Path
And To Bask in Full Son-Power
Oh How Lovely and Loyal
Is The Faithful Son-Flower
Keeps Petals Blocked, in Black-Blight
Its Stem and Leaves Won’t Fall
And Only Opens To The Light
It Reaches Toward The Son
It Faces Towards The Sky
And Follows Every Step
Of Son-Shine (or Gives A Good Try)
And When Its Fully Flowered
It’s A Beauty to Behold!
And So The Son-Light Gives It
The Rich Color of Son-Gold …
… To Reflect The Son’s Path
And To Bask in Full Son-Power
Oh How Lovely and Loyal
Is The Faithful Son-Flower
LISTEN
Listen.
Listen to the voice inside, listen with your heart to a silence I can no longer contain.
Listen to the slow melodic tune, the ferocious drumming beat inside the vessel.
Listen to the secret story of your words in my mind.
Listen to the increase in tempo,
Listen to the slow swaying of my movement to your beat.
Listen to the thumping of your footsteps on my heart.
Listen in silence to the noise you create.
Listen to the fury of these beats,
The onomatopoeic sweet serenade of your love inside me.
Listen to the victory dance your smile ululates to in my mind.
Listen to the silent war song you whisper with your eyes…
Listen to the flowing fountain of your gentle touch healing my open wounds,
Listen to the flow of the current through me,
Listen to my prayer for you every day asking for you to be the perfect one.
Listen to the flow, the flow of your love through me.
Listen to your war song causing triumph in me.
Listen to your war song singing melodies in the words I speak.
Listen to your war song cascade through my actions.
Listen, listen to, listen to your, listen to your war song in my heart.
LORD tell me if the words I hear are words true to the promise you have instore for me...
Listen.
Listen to the voice inside, listen with your heart to a silence I can no longer contain.
Listen to the slow melodic tune, the ferocious drumming beat inside the vessel.
Listen to the secret story of your words in my mind.
Listen to the increase in tempo,
Listen to the slow swaying of my movement to your beat.
Listen to the thumping of your footsteps on my heart.
Listen in silence to the noise you create.
Listen to the fury of these beats,
The onomatopoeic sweet serenade of your love inside me.
Listen to the victory dance your smile ululates to in my mind.
Listen to the silent war song you whisper with your eyes…
Listen to the flowing fountain of your gentle touch healing my open wounds,
Listen to the flow of the current through me,
Listen to my prayer for you every day asking for you to be the perfect one.
Listen to the flow, the flow of your love through me.
Listen to your war song causing triumph in me.
Listen to your war song singing melodies in the words I speak.
Listen to your war song cascade through my actions.
Listen, listen to, listen to your, listen to your war song in my heart.
LORD tell me if the words I hear are words true to the promise you have instore for me...
Listen.
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| Listening to my heart... |
Sunday, February 5, 2012
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